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The shame of it is that when those sons and daughters come home in a casket they sneak them in in the dead of night. Britain and Canada greet them at the airport, the route of the hearses are lined with people in silent honour, police and firemen stand and salute the cortege. We need to be reminded of the awful cost, at least Jim Lehrer silently shows their pictures at the end of his newscasts, Florence and me have simply sat and wept at the waste of beautiful young, and not so young, lives.
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